Quan Zhen sat firmly in the camp of Wuji Mountain, staring at the Rakshasa military camp array under the mountain, from the performance point of view, this camp formation has not changed, it is still attacking the city every day, there is no difference, and even the number and number of elite sorties are more, which has created some trouble for the defense on the mountain.

But Quan Zhen knows very well that today's Rakshasa Army is no longer the same as some time ago.

The news from Jigong Mountain is very clear, Yu Xiaolin has taken away 40,000 elites and 50,000 or 60,000 mobs, if this partial division can win and boost morale, the mob in the camp will definitely bravely attack the city and kill the enemy, but if things are not good, then it will be difficult to say......

Now, what I'm waiting for is the news from Jigong Mountain.

A figure floated down from the top of Wuji Mountain, like a leaf appeared in front of Quan Zhen, Quan Zhen immediately looked solemnly, although the position of the person who came was only a small drill wind, but he was the only monster in the entire Wuji Mountain who could use the natal demon technique to communicate with the brothers under the command of Bamboo Gao, and the wick.

The one who followed Zhujiegao was the wick brother, and the one who stayed in the mountain was the younger brother.

"King, win!" Brother Wick couldn't suppress his excitement on his face, although his voice was low, but he became anxious because of excitement: "The news just came, the Rakshasa Army's sneak attack on Jigong Mountain failed, the Rakshasa King was injured and fell into the water, and he didn't know where to go, the elite demon pawns who went to sneak attack have been surrounded and wiped out by the bamboo drill wind, and the Rakshasa army's total drill wind has died, and now the entire camp has broken down and is chasing the enemy!"

"Okay!" Quan Zhen stood up abruptly and walked to the door of the tent, looking at the brightly lit Rakshasa army camp at the foot of the mountain from afar, his eyes flashed with excitement, "Is there a bird and a little demon coming back to report the news?"

"There should be, but we haven't seen the spies who have been left outside, and when they arrive, at least a few more hours?" Brother Wick said: "The Rakshasa King and the Chief Drill Wind have died and fled, and this Rakshasa Army has already been defeated!"

"It's good to die!" Quan Zhen finally couldn't help laughing, and said: "Pass the order, let everyone drill the wind to rectify the soldiers, cook the pot, eat and drink enough to prepare for the war, as long as there is a mess below, it is time for us to take action!"

"Whoa!"

The military order was passed down, and the drill wind who stayed in the camp rushed to the big tent one after another, and when they saw the joy on Quan Zhen's face, some of the drill wind who knew the inside story suddenly understood and showed joy on their faces?

Anyway, there is still a lot of time, and Quan Zhen is not in a hurry? He roughly explained the reason for the inside, and all the drill winds suddenly ushered in the first jubilation after the start of the war? The demons showed their faces one after another?

Quan Zhen was boasted by his subordinates, and when they were almost finished, he waved his hand and said: "That's all for the gossip! Now we just need to wait for the news to come back to their camp, and the army's spirit will be broken, and then we can send troops to break it with one blow - but we need to beware that although the Rakshasa army's heart is broken, but after all, there are many people, and our men and horses are bound to be unable to wipe them out, so we only drive and kill from the left and right sides, leaving a gap in the rear for them to escape, so as not to cause a fight of trapped beasts, so that the casualties under our command are too heavy." ”

All the drill winds nodded one after another......

"Perhaps we can wait, or maybe we can do it now. The three-money big drill wind standing in front of the drill wind suddenly spoke.

"Oh, don't you think it's time yet?" Quan Zhen smiled and looked at Sanqian and said, "Wait for them to disperse for a few days, and then make a move?"

"General, it's not a matter of timing, what I want to do is wait for the Flame Army to arrive, and then attack ......" Sanqian's bulging eyes gurgled and said: "The Rakshasa Army has fought with us, and everyone knows what their strength is, our tens of thousands of troops can't win if they hold on, and a group of mountain palaces in the Flame Mountain can actually use a plan to kill all the Rakshasa King and the Great Drill Wind, this strength is more worrying than the hundreds of thousands of Rakshasa Army, right?"

The smile on Quan Zhen's face gradually faded, and he whispered, "What do you want to say?" Are you worried about the growth of the Flame Army and want to borrow a knife to kill people?"

"That's probably what it means," Sanqian muttered, "If we wait for the Flame Army to arrive, we will launch an offensive and drive all the remaining tens of thousands of Rakshasa troops towards them, the king, can the Flame Army be able to stop it with just that few thousand soldiers?"

Quan Zhen was silent, and there was already a drill wind next to him who thought of a joint, and said: "The big drill wind is good, but there is one section that I never thought of - if the Rakshasa rout army encounters enemies on all sides and desperately breaks through, it may not choose the side of the Flame Army, maybe turn around and break through to the left and right?

"There is a risk in things, so the timing needs to be grasped with the help of Zhu Da Drill Wind," Sanqian said confidently: "We can't wait for the Flame Army to arrive and set up a formation before attacking, but we must choose to attack when they are still on the march at a distance from here, as long as they can drive the rout into a momentum, it is impossible to turn back or block, we can only move forward, and it will not be us who will be attacked." ”

Zhong Drill Wind was a little sluggish, and only then did he understand the meaning of the three coins, and said: "Drive the tiger, this, this is not bad......"

Quan Zhen continued not to speak, and his face did not change, but his expression was a little solemn, obviously thinking about the proposal of three coins.

For the demon clan, trustworthiness and oath do not exist, everything is only based on strength, and it may not be a good idea to be able to disrupt and disperse the flame army by the way, and take advantage of the situation to cover up and kill, but it is not really considered this, but after weighing it away, whether falling to the ground will achieve the expected goal, and whether it will lead to other evil variables.

In other words, what he was thinking about now was whether to defeat the Rakshasa Army in peace and stability and stay in the Flame Army to grow, or take some risks and kill the Flame Army in one fell swoop to solve this trouble......

Many drill winds whispered constantly, all whispering and communicating, but Quan Zhen did not say a word, the whispering voice slowly lowered, but Quan Zhen still did not speak, so all the drill winds saw Quan Zhen's tightly knit brows and solemn expression, this matter was obviously not as simple as they thought.

Even Sanqian, the initiator of the plan, gradually became silent, just waiting for the decision of the whole truth.

After about a cup of tea, Quan Zhen suddenly raised his head and looked at the demons.

"Sanqian, I know what you mean, and I also know that you are for the sake of Bibo Country, although you have to plan incompletely, but if you really want to implement it, we can also have more than fifty percent chance of winning - fifty percent chance of being able to exterminate a powerful mountain palace, it is worth our gamble......" Quan Zhen first affirmed the plan of three coins, but when he opened his mouth like this, there must be a turn, and sure enough, then Quan Zhen sighed and said, "...... It's just that you still can't see far enough, so it's overlooked!"

"Please make it clear to the General. "All the drills are in unison.

"Sanqian is right, those mountain palaces in the Flame Mountain are not ordinary demon clans, but a group of very powerful guys, so they can defeat the Rakshasa Army, and with the growth of time, it is not impossible to become the confidant of our Bibo Country, but I do not plan to exterminate them, on the contrary, I not only want to hand over the promised Heishui River to them, but also report to the lord of the country, and hand over the east of the Heishui River, half of the quicksand river, and the Tiger Mountain at the front, all to them. ”

Hearing this, all the drill winds showed a shocked look on their faces, they didn't expect that after thinking about it, not only did they not plan to destroy the Flame Mountain Demon Clan, but also gave them a larger land to develop.

"I remember that in the old days, I had a relationship with King Jinpeng, and King Jinpeng said very clearly, after the five saints set the territory and ascended to the sky and became holy, the human race has always been worried about the country where our demon race reproduces, and the heart of the demon race will not die, no matter what happens in the demon race, but the biggest enemy of our entire race is still the human race!"

"In terms of the strength of the human race, it is much weaker than my demon clan, but the number far exceeds that of our demon clan, the number of demon clans in the entire Xizhou is only millions, and my Bibotan water clan accounts for thirty percent, less than two million, and most of them have experienced more than ten hundred years, and they are only two or three order demons, but what about the human race, there are tens of thousands of human races in the Great Zhou alone, plus the eastern continent and the extreme west, it is not an exaggeration to say that the number of human races is at least 30,000 people, dozens of times that of my demon clan!"

"The birth of the demon race, cultivation, from the demon beast to the transformation, the shortest will take decades, and the human race can master the machine beast, bow and crossbow as long as it is a little trained, and become a strong enemy such as us, plus the human race's art of war, strategy formation, and city wall trap, it is enough to be equal to our demon clan head-on, so it is really unwise to exterminate such a demon clan force at this time!"

"Let them go to Tiger Mountain, guard the southeast of my Bibo Country, and fight with the Terrans, it is our best choice," Speaking of this, Quan Zhen raised his eyebrows, and pretended to be relaxed: "After all, that Flame Mountain is different from the Rakshasa Army, they obey the jurisdiction of my Bibo Country, and only ask for some benefits, so they can tolerate their existence!"

"Once they take control of Tiger Mountain, do you think they can still develop so quickly?"

Speaking of which, Quan Zhen finally explained his plan completely......

The demons quickly calculated in their hearts, and those with higher understanding, such as Sanqian, immediately understood the meaning of Quanzhen, and now the entire Heishui River and the quicksand river domain have become blank, and there is no source of soldiers to recruit, relying only on the tens of thousands of little demons gathered in the Flame Mountain, supporting the entire Hushan Pass, to be honest, it is indeed a huge challenge, it is okay if the human race does not attack, as long as the war starts, it is a flesh and blood grinding plate, and the tens of thousands of little demons have no weight.

Therefore, no matter how big the territory is given to them, it is just a burden if there is no one!

Isn't that much better than taking the risk of going head-to-head?

"General, this strategy is comparable to that of the Terrans, it is really a clever plan!" Sanqian exclaimed excitedly.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Many drill winds were stunned for a moment, and then shouted in unison, although many of them didn't fully understand at all, and they really listened to the praise of the demons, but their thoughts flew away in a flicker.

Alas, the bamboo knots are not high, and even if there is a plan, how many subordinates can see the beauty of it? In this way, there is a lot less flavor.